Ivy bounded down the stairs and made her way to the table where her mum sat having a breakfast of chai tea and toast.

“Morning mum,” she placed a loud smack on her mum’s cheek and her mum chucked.

“Good morning, my baby. You seem very happy,” she contemplated for a few seconds before picking up an extra toast then stole a glance at Ivy who shook her head at her.

“I honestly don’t know why you even bother with dieting mum, you never add even a few pounds. You ...